By William Makora
Open Letter to William Ruto
I greet you, Mr. William Samoei Ruto. I hope this letter finds you strong a bit this time round. I have chosen to pen it now in order to show you where you belong today as a leader. Either you or I may not have time or strength to write or read any letter or understand it sometime later.
Deputy President, I used to admire you. I liked your convictions. You sounded bright, articulate, aware, and concerned about needs of the nation. I would believe you shared our vast dreams. Majority of us began to believe in you. At least a man was assembling our goodwill! That was me, a needy Kenyan! I little thought you would be utterly disappointing, Mr. Ruto.
Without reminding you that you inspired us in coastal hotel meetings days before you formed URP in 2012, I regret you have changed. You have deviated. You have lost a lot of taste today. Whatever you aspire no longer inspire. You are no longer the social, jovial and crucial man with hints to good leadership. You have left the people in the fields. You have run to your community. And, even as I write, it is clear that you no longer belong to your community but family. Why that big fall, Ruto; you are still a young man?!
Looking and seeing
Normal human eyes have three sights. They include; foresight, insight and hindsight. Like a telescope, foresight helps man to see what lies ahead, bring it closer and clearer. Insight helps him, like a microscope, to magnify the life round about him; to examine and see clearly matters that concern his life.
Like a vehicleâ€™s side mirror, hindsight helps man to appreciate the far he has come or monitor those who want to overtake or hit from behind. So it is the foresight that aids in progress.
If a man has an ambition he does not sit in the seat of history. He is not like a stagnant pool but a canal of water flowing into the garden of edible fruits. He builds hope round about his territory.
Mr. Ruto, you always said you were a hustler, do you still feel like one? Today you are second in command; what leadership material are you made of? How do you feel when you hurl insults at the leader of your former party, Raila Amolo Odinga, calling him half-a-loaf, half-a-carpet? Do you learn your politics from Kipchumba Murkomen and Aden Duale who stir up strife without idea? Or, who are your mentors?
It has been drastic. It has been dramatic. In a period of five years you have left ODM, UDM and URP. Today you are in TNA. What ideological changes steer you that fast? If you look before you, what do you see? Donâ€™t you find it worrying? If I were you I would sit down and meditate before my shell empties up. I would stitch in time before the TNA, also known as JAP, eats the eggs, the body and finally, swallows the eyes. That would be the worst of all news.
Lost and found
Without revisiting the ICC nightmares whose repercussions devastate my spirit, especially, after mischievous people in JAP sprang out and arrogantly declared; â€˜We led him into the cage, lulled him and tore his clothes as we razed down his houseâ€™, I want show you importance of what you have lost by retelling this short true story.
A boyâ€™s mother gave him a ten shillings coin to go and buy paraffin from the only village shop. It was a twenty minutesâ€™ walk and he tucked the coin into waist of his short. Dusk was approaching fast.
On his way, the boy branched into a bush to gather ripening guavas. As he jumped frantically to grasp suspended fruits the tuck loosened and the coin dropped off. Unaware, he went to the shop where he realized he might have lost it in the thicket. He ran back to the scene and was lucky to find it in the dimness. Panting hysterically, he rushed back to the shop but it was closed and the keeper had left. The boy went back home and lied that the shopkeeper never opened the shop on that day. It meant there was no lighting in the boyâ€™s home that entire night.
â€˜We led him into the cage, lulled him and tore his clothes as we razed down his houseâ€™.
Mr. Ruto, you lost direction when parted ways with Raila. You became, not only emotional but also, arrogant. You said he annoyed you when he agreed to work with Emilio Mwai Kibaki after 2008 post elections violence. You did not state your deep self-interests.
You have labored to keep the lies you told your people about Raila. Now that he is ready to forgive and support you at the ICC or anywhere (even if you wanted to be president in future), will you be bold enough and recant your lies?! A lair does not impress God.
Mr. Ruto, not only your tongue but also, your deeds have spoiled your name and image. Your integrity has a big question mark. Land scandals hang round about your neck. Your chance in JAP is shrouded by thick smoke.
Teaming up with Musalia Mudavadi might give you the tribal equation, especially, with the backing of Raila but even that is futile. You have lost trust of Kenyans.
Earlier I preferred you against any candidate but if you would stand against Uhuru Muigai Kenyatta in 2017 I would vote for the latter. That is where you are today, â€˜fellow hustlerâ€™.
The world is round, not flat.